Next day
I woke up to my phone that was vibrating. I looked at the time, 07.00 AM, it was Saturday so why the hell do people send me messages now? LET.ME.SLEEP.FOR.GODS.SAKE. I went to my messages I've gotten, oh I see. It's from the idiot. Ugh, can he never leave me alone?
Idiot: Heyyyy you're awake?
Idiot: hellllo???
Idiot: it's me...
Idiot: haha I'm so funny
Idiot: who are u?
Idiot: oh sorry I forgot who you are, you're the boy who is annoyed at me.
Idiot: why don't you answer?
Idiot: you never told me your name
Idiot: WAAAAKKKKKEEE UPPPPP
This is literally the best way to wake up to, am I right? Okay no, this is the worst way to wake up to. Why? Why is this happening to me? Why isn't he texting someone else? Wait, how did he get my number? This is scary.
Martina: I'm not a boy
Idiot: finally you answer, after 100 years
Martina: what do you want?
Idiot: haven't you read my messages?
Martina: uh no
Idiot: do it?!!?!
Martina: how did you get my number?
Idiot: I have my ways 😏
Martina: -.-
Idiot: you never told me your name
Martina: why do u wanna know my name?
Idiot: cuz right know your name here is just "Unknown" I want your name here to be your real name.
Martina: Martina, and yours?
Idiot: Jorge, Jorge blanco.
Martina: uhh okayy
Jorge: it's okay
Martina: huh?
Jorge: you spelled wrong. It's "okay" not "okayy"
Martina: are u fucking serious?
Jorge: don't swear
Martina: UGHHH I can't stand you. First of all, you wake me up 7 AM on a Saturday. How dare you? Second of all, stop fucking texting me. I don't know who u are.
Ugh I hate that guy, anyways, I'm gonna sleep now. I turned off my phone and fell asleep again hoping that the guy never texts me again...
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I hate you, I love you
FanfictionThis is a story about a boy named Jorge who accidentally sent a text to a girl named Martina. They started to write more and what happens when they meet each other in real life?
